Qi Jia Biao was in a state of shock and could not extricate himself. Elder Qian, the masters, and other Outer Sect Disciple in the field all had a crystal screen made of mana in front of them, and they began to calculate endlessly.
After about half a stick of incense, Qian Feng let out a long and hearty smile, put away the crystal screen in front of him, pointed at Xu Yi and said, "Okay, what a good seedling, such a genius, I am really happy. Tell me, what request do you have, no matter whether it is too much or not, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely satisfy you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention.
Elder Qian was really happy. This kind of joy in solving puzzles cannot be known to those who are not immersed in the art of numerology.
Ancient Savage Question had puzzled him for a long time, and Xu Yi gave him a new idea for solving the problem, but did not solve the problem, leaving him with the greatest feeling of satisfaction.
At this moment, he solved the problem, and all the 36,000 pores in his body felt really refreshed. The more he looked at Xu Yi, the more pleasing it became to his eyes.
Xu Yi cupped his fists and said, "In that case, I will stop being pretentious, junior. I would like to ask Master Bingqian to be my temporary guide."
As soon as these words came out, there was quite a shock.
"Elder, only Outer Sect Disciple can ask the inner guru as a mentor. The new Xu Yi is a trial disciple. His qualifications are too young. How can he ask the inner guru as a mentor on the first day he joins?"
Qi Jia Biao couldn't bear it anymore and spoke again.
He is able to perform his duties at the Internal Affairs Hall and is trusted by Qian Feng. Normally, he would never violate Qian Feng's wishes like this. This time, he was really stimulated by Xu Yi's various unnatural actions.
Xu Yi said, "This fellow Daoist has misunderstood. I am talking about temporary guidance, not mentor. It means that if I have something unclear, I can go to Master Bingqian for advice."
"Okay, I agree to this small request. Bingqian, are you okay?"
What Xu Yi said is reasonable, and it is not a difficult request. Qian Feng just feels that this child knows the importance and is a worthy person to cultivate.
Han Bing Qian was completely stunned. He never dreamed that it would be like this. Logically speaking, Xu Yi should not know about his existence. What on earth is going on...
"Wow, boy Xu, I think you are crazy."
There was a thunder on the ground, and Song Zheng Yi exploded.
He couldn't believe his ears, Xu Yi entered Two Forget Peak, but he had pushed for it, and it was negotiated with him personally, what was this kid doing?
Xu Yi bowed heavily to Song Zheng Yi, "Xu Mouduo is favored by Master Zheng Yi. He is truly lucky, but I think Master Bingqian is more suitable. I have discussed knowledge with Master Bingqian several times, and I really admire Master Bingqian's rigorous academic style. Therefore, for the time being, I would like to ask Master Bingqian to guide me, and I also ask Master Zheng Yi not to be angry."
"Wow, Han Bing Qian, you shameless villain, let me tell you why you are always around me. It turns out you have such an insidious plan. If you want to cut off your hair, I will kill you."
With a bang, Song Zheng Yi did what he said and took action directly, blasting a palm of light directly towards Han Bing Qian.
With a crash, everyone in the place disappeared in an instant. Elder Qian curled his lips, muttered "I don't deserve to be the son of a human being", and ran away without a trace.
Although he, the Internal Affairs Hall elder, is a second-generation disciple, he does not have the absolute prestige to overwhelm the third-generation disciples.
What's more, Song Zheng Yi's temperament is famously straightforward. Why should he go into this muddy water? No one will really die anyway.
Even Elder Qian didn't care about this trivial matter, and others would not be stupid enough to get involved. They dispersed immediately, and even Xu Yi took the opportunity to run away without a trace. Only Song Zheng Yi and Han Bing Qian were left fighting in Dazhu Peak.
It was already night, and the mountain wind was howling, pouring in through the transom window, whining incessantly, making a loud noise, but it was far from being able to suppress the roars and curses of Han Bing Qian.
"... Idiot, the biggest idiot in the world, Song's brain is made of granite. I've even told him off, but I still don't believe him. I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him..."
"... Damn cunning devil, you know, you must know it, very good, now that you know it, then everyone should stop covering it up and just let it go. I can afford to offend you, Song Zheng Yi. Don't you have to worship me as your mentor? I will definitely guide you well..."
In the dim cave abode, Han Bing Qian was sitting on the steps into the hall. Under the dim moonlight, his severely damaged face looked astonishingly ferocious.
All the people in cave abode had been expelled by the furious Han Bing Qian. He was like a wounded wild wolf, licking his wounds alone.
In the battle with Song Zheng Yi, he completely realized the gap between himself and the most upright guy in Two-Forget Peak Dojo.
If the battle between the two had not destroyed almost half of Xiaozhu Peak and caused a huge sensation, the elder of the Enforcement Hall came out to stop it. He doubted that the man named Song could really kill him.
"Okay, very good. I've learned how to use my strength to fight. However, it's too early to expose it. If you were concealed, I might have been injured more seriously. It's just a superficial injury... ahem... what..."
Before he finished his muttering, Han Bing Qian coughed violently and vomited blood for a while. He quickly grabbed a handful of elixirs and drank them. After breathing evenly, two figures flew across the sky.
"Old Han, someone named Song actually committed such a vicious act?"
The middle-aged Long Face on the left shouted indignantly.
The short, fat middle-aged man on the right hummed, "I didn't catch up. If I had caught up, I would definitely not be separated from Song."
The middle-aged Long Face is called Tu Yi, the short and fat middle-aged is called Feng Qing, and he and Han Bing Qian are quite close to each other on weekdays.
Han Bing Qian said with a sneer, "I think it's not that Brother Feng can't catch up, but that he doesn't want to catch up. The battle between Song and I is not going to last for two breaths. With your eyes and ears, Brother Feng, you won't be able to hear it? Okay, Brother Han can see that all relatives and friends are in vain."
Feng Qing's fat face was slightly red, and he was so embarrassed, "It's my brother, but in that case, what can I do if I just rush over and really help you fight Song Zheng Yi, in that case, you will have a dispute of temper, but It has become a hilltop in the dojo. Do you really think that the elder Enforcement Hall is just a decoration? Brother Han, I am also powerless. No, as soon as you finish here, I will drag Lao Tu to express my condolences to you."
As he said that, a Blue Ice Fruit appeared in Feng Qing's palm, which was worth a lot of money.
Although the three of them may have the same affinity, over the years, they have always had some kind of friendship.
What's more, the two of them sit back and watch Han Bing Qian being beaten this time. It's a mistake no matter what, and they can only make up for it with treasures.
A green bottle appeared in the palm of Tu Yi, "There are only twelve bottles of the new Mao Ju Immortal Brew released in a year, but there is one bottle of Purple Wish Bead outside. Brother, you are also unlucky. What is going on with that Xu Yi? Is it because you have a feud with me, or is it really your brother who likes this guy and wants to fight for his love? But let me tell you, the price for you is too high."